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Hydra's intelligence was stronger than Jordani and Natasha had expected, and its actions were faster.

Jordani and Natasha agreed to get out of the Trickster Hotel before dawn, when most of the creatures were exhausted.

However, John Smith, sent by Hydra, after surveying the scene, immediately deduced Jordani's arrival through unidentifiable ballistics and other traces, combined with information from Hydra in New York.

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous.

For a whole night, Hydra's intelligence personnel had almost no news. They cooperated with the huge political power to conduct a blanket investigation throughout Budapest, and then found the Qiao Ke Hotel.

"Sir, the entire hotel has been fortified to ensure that no one can escape!"

"Sir, the commando team has been deployed and ready to attack at any time!"

"Sir, the snipers have been deployed..."

A series of reports came from the headset to John Smith's ears.

Standing on a nearby tall building, John Smith couldn't help but touch the adsorption mask on his face. Then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the mechanical right arm actually crushed a corner of the wall.

"The hotel target is extremely dangerous. At the right time, the commando team took action two minutes later. The second team controlled all exits and authorized snipers to attack at any time."

"Two target people, life or death, go and prepare!"

A sound like a broken gong came from John Smith's mouth, even with a bit of electronically assisted mechanical sound.

Even a group of teammates felt a bone-chilling chill around John Smith.

Two minutes later.

With the sound of "action", in the corridor on the seventh floor of the Qiao Ke Hotel, more than heavily armed men opened the door with one blow. Two concussion bombs, a flash bomb, and a smoke bomb were fired directly. Thrown into the room.

"go!go!go!go!"

A series of loud roars woke up the residents on the seventh floor of the hotel, and quite a commotion broke out.

At this time, opposite the room where the commando team attacked, Jordani and Natasha glanced at the scene outside the door through the peephole, the expressions on their faces were a bit ugly.

After all, he is a killer. He has daily necessities, food, housing and transportation, so how can he not be careful.

Changing rooms and so on are all small tricks, but they are very practical.

"There are a large number of people ambushing the exit downstairs, and there may be snipers. It is impossible to break through from the window!"

Natasha also fought her way out of the bloody storm. She quickly moved around the room like a civet cat. She glanced quietly at the window and then returned to the door.

"Do you have any plans?" Jordani asked casually.

Natasha was speechless and said: "This should be considered your home court, I'm just a guest!"

Jordani smiled and said, "I do have a plan, but I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt to it!"

Natasha rolled her eyes, moved her hands from her waist, and took out two exquisite pistols.

Glock 18, with a standard 17-round magazine in a plus-size base, is accurate, safe, and fully automatic. It is a submachine gun among pistols and is fierce enough.

This is a good thing that I spent a lot of money to modify. Not only is it more powerful, but even the bullets are based on the special ammunition given by the gunsmith Cassian.

This little girl must have touched her treasure again last night.

Jordani suppressed his dissatisfaction and said: "I will clear the way. If there is a problem, I will adapt and overcome it immediately. I may not be able to take care of you!"

Natasha is not as strong as Hawkeye Barton. She overcomes strength with softness and gave Jordani a charming look.

Mudd, the fairy!

While the commandos in the corridor were still searching the room opposite, Jordani said nothing, and like a tiger coming out of the gate, directly smashed the door, kneed and kicked the two commandos directly into the head. At ninety degrees, he raised his hands, and the two special revolvers roared like careful hand cannons.

Before the upgrade, most of Jordani's conventional weapons were automatic and semi-automatic pistols.

But since Jordani upgraded, his physique is 1.5 times that of ordinary people. He has enough confidence in the recoil caused by the powerful revolver, and Jordani's main weapon has become the revolver.

As a roaming gunner, what's the point of roaming if you don't use a handsome revolver?

Archery, three bursts, step shooting, floating volley, random shooting.

A wave of powerful roaring gunshots sounded, and seven or eight people fell to the ground in the corridor instantly. Jordani launched his physical skills, spinning kicks, knee strikes, instant kicks, and quickly reloading, turning, and shooting.

Wherever he passed, Jordani was like a heavily armored charging knight in the Middle Ages, using extremely fancy gun fighting skills to fight his way through the chaos.

At this time, Natasha was also following Jordani, like a sexy leopard, agile and fierce.

Likewise, when there is no point-shooting level A, Natasha jumps and wraps around every time she moves.

While subduing an enemy instantly with jujitsu, he also used inertia to hold guns with both hands and shoot wildly around him.

The fight between life and death only happens in the blink of an eye.

Most of the more than twenty Hydra commandos in the corridor were cleared in less than a minute.

"Breakthrough to the east, there is a vehicle I have prepared at the corner downstairs!"

Jordani naturally had no intention of letting Natasha take the stairs. The breakthrough point was the glass at the east end of the corridor.

It's only the seventh floor. Anyone who jumps down probably won't die.

Natasha naturally understood that the battlefield was hurried, and accelerated instantly. With a speed that was far beyond ordinary people, she directly smashed the glass window at the east end of the corridor. She stretched out her hand on her waist, nailed a steel wire to the wall, and then walked toward the building. Landing quickly.

At the same time, Jordani casually inserted his gun, put it in the windbreaker's arms, and four small melons with the safety unplugged rolled just in time to the door of the room.

The faces of the Hydra members who originally broke into the room suddenly changed.

Then there was a roar and explosion, with billowing smoke mixed with shock waves, shattering a large number of windows.

Jordani cut off the enemy's pursuit and quickly rushed to the end of the corridor.

Compared to Natasha's skillful landing, Jordani was much more vigorous. With one leap, he landed directly on the huge billboard protruding from the building opposite.

Immediately afterwards, Jordani was like a tiger in the forest, leaping up and down, crushing billboards one after another, and landing quickly.

hum!

A bright red Ferrari appeared in front of Jordani like lightning, the window rolled down, revealing Natasha's pretty face.

"Boy, is this your plan? It's so rough!"

"Stop talking nonsense and walk towards the Rhine River. I have prepared a boat somewhere. Let's go to the other side!"

Jordani raised his hand and fired two bullets, using arc ballistic techniques. One shot directly killed a sniper who was taking aim, and the other shot hit the fuel tank of a jeep at the corner.

There was a loud explosion, and a surrounding Hydra team was temporarily blocked.

It was only then that Jordani quickly got into the car. The Ferrari made a beautiful tail drift with a huge roar and roared towards the distance.